RAINDROPS

By Matthew Kuehn

I am lying on the ground, still, staring at the sky,
Puffy clouds, slowly, and lazily drifting by.
My mind, it drifts, to the lives I have touched,
And I wonder, if those lives, would miss me that much.
I feel raindrops on my face…

Between clouds, the sunbeams dance,
Birds, flying free, everywhere I glance.
I lie there, pondering, what lies ahead,
A warm silky pillow rests under my head.
I feel raindrops on my face…

What was I doing a few minutes ago?
It doesn’t really matter, time is going slow.
I feel at peace, I just want to sleep,
What thoughts, I wonder, will loved ones keep?
I feel raindrops on my face…

A hand strokes gently through my hair,
"Stay with me…" she says as I gasp for air.
My eyelids close, she pulls me tight to her breast,
I can feel and hear her heart beat in her chest.
I feel raindrops on my face…

My heart and my breathing are starting to slow,
She cries out "I Love you, please don’t go!"
I want to say something, but I have no more breath,
I open my eyes a few heartbeats from death.
I feel raindrops on my face…

The light that surrounds her is warm and bright,
She looks like an angel, all dressed in white.
I’m glad she is with me in my last moments of life,
She’s my friend, my lover, my soul mate, my wife.
In my last breath, I feel raindrops on my face…